After a lunch break back at the bridge, we're on our way again with hopes as high as the flock of hares in the sky - more chimerabbits, migrating for the winter. Before long we come to another river, and though it's much smaller it gives us some difficulty to cross. So much of the wood around here is wet, and with only one decent sized axe among the group we have a hard time getting good enough materials for Mikkil to make us a bridge across, but eventually we find just enough that with my freezing part of the river to make it a bit narrower we manage to make it over.
Some walking later we come across another river where we meet some grung who are probably some of the ones who live at the treehouses, since they recognize us as the ones who saved them. After helping them catch some fish, and them warning us of some big cats near the portal, we cross this river without much trouble and continue on our way.
Just past the river Carmilla finds a wild elk, befriending it with her charm and some charms, but Jormund decides that causing problems is funny and scares it off. It would have come back once it realized that it had thrown off Carmilla, had the grung's warning not been quite so accurate, for right at that moment it was snatched by a pair of lions and dragged out of sight, being killed a moment later. Carmilla gave chase of course, and we tried to scare off the lions and their pack, but ended up having to fight them.